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Seven hundred and fifty-three

Okay, I’ve decided to continue to blog. Well, at least for now. I’ve had a lot of support from online and real life sources, and I do believe that it’s important to have a variety of different voices out there in the blogosphere. Besides, sometimes I just have to write and share my feelings. Especially about topics I feel passionate about. If I offend someone, I am sorry. I will follow my internet rules of conduct (which I wrote as “code of contact” last week – oops, I guess I was feeling really passionate if I didn’t pick that up in my proof read! I fixed it, but I’m happy I can laugh at myself and my own silly mistakes.) and be kind and be open to other people’s opinions that are not my own, even if I disagree.

With that said, I’m feeling in the photo mood and not as much the writing one. (I’m actually formulating a good rant on a topic that is really upsetting me at the moment, but it needs some work and I’d like to post something this week.) I’ve been looking through old photos to pick a few to put up on the walls in the new apartment and came across these gems. These were taken with a small point-and-shoot camera in 2008 in the New Forest, in southern England. My boyfriend-at-the-time and I were camping and I woke up early one day to find ponies grazing on the misty field right outside our tent. It was so beautiful and peaceful. In a time when the world can be an ugly place with bombings, hate crimes, complicated politics, pollution and too much anger, it’s nice to be reminded that some things are so serene and simple. Looking at these photos brings me back to that moment and that feeling of calm and beauty that I need to deal with the onslaught of horrible things going on around the world.